The one where I wonder…

rising with the dawn
nature and her god greet me
my nose is filled with the wet rot of the forest
a robin egg sky shines and sparkles

a song rings out
like a chime
or a crystaline D chord, reverberating…
decaying and starting again

steam dances, like specters called home
the sun warms his love
and she stretches out beneath him
groaning

I sigh, stretch
soaking in it
and wonder
will I remember what it feels like

to be in love…

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